User blog comment:Bluestripe the Wild/Rise of the Mercenaries/@comment-3094815-20110621020317/@comment-3094815-20110621023834

The weasel Tode watches through slitted eyes, watching Zestorung ''The beast lets out a whisper of breath and smiles to itself as the rat falls dead and stiff. The creature climbs still higher, carefully nestling a small poisoned dagger back into its sheath''